Class of 2007
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Naruto/Sasuke
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Category:
Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Naruto/Sasuke
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,410
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Stages
Sadness, two days
Finding out the event made me throw up. I cried slightly in front of Neji and Gaara. I bawled for hours when I got home. I didn’t eat much. My stomach hurt. I felt sick. Memories. Second day, lethargy, irritability and loss of appetite. Memories.
Anger, one day
Ranting for three solid hours after one hour of being encouraged to do so by Lee. Lee listened. I am thankful, and I thanked him. He responded enthusiastically. Went home, threw things around, shouted and cursed. Iruka and Kakashi asked if I was male PMSing and we had miso and tea for dinner. Regained appetite with fervor.
Bargaining, one day
Decided that if Naruto speaks at graduation, I’ll get over him. Cancelled that and wrote a long letter, telling myself it would provide closure. Disposed of letter and sulked.
Denial, two days
Nothing happened between Naruto and I. He wasn’t on the down low. Nothing happened. We never had sex. Nothing happened. We were just a teacher and student, but if anyone wants me to say otherwise, I started everything. I started it by walking into class. If I hadn’t, nothing would have happened. It’s my fault. Nothing happened. I did everything. Blame me. Nothing happened between Naruto and I. I told Neji this in a tearful midnight phone call and we argued. I still am the one to blame. Naruto’s criminal record listing him as a sex offender in three different countries is wrong.
Acceptance, one day
Graduation Eve, 5 AM
I have no place in Naruto’s life.
I hope his baby is eaten by New York rats and his girlfriend leaves him. I will go on to college, have a life without Naruto. I will move on. We were once very solid presences in each other’s lives. Now we have no part in each other’s lives except our own memories, which we may or may not forget. Naruto meant a lot to me. I miss him very much. Part of me still wants revenge. I’m going to busy myself with other tasks, maybe a college search, so I can stop thinking about Naruto.
So I can get over him.
Finding out the event made me throw up. I cried slightly in front of Neji and Gaara. I bawled for hours when I got home. I didn’t eat much. My stomach hurt. I felt sick. Memories. Second day, lethargy, irritability and loss of appetite. Memories.
Anger, one day
Ranting for three solid hours after one hour of being encouraged to do so by Lee. Lee listened. I am thankful, and I thanked him. He responded enthusiastically. Went home, threw things around, shouted and cursed. Iruka and Kakashi asked if I was male PMSing and we had miso and tea for dinner. Regained appetite with fervor.
Bargaining, one day
Decided that if Naruto speaks at graduation, I’ll get over him. Cancelled that and wrote a long letter, telling myself it would provide closure. Disposed of letter and sulked.
Denial, two days
Nothing happened between Naruto and I. He wasn’t on the down low. Nothing happened. We never had sex. Nothing happened. We were just a teacher and student, but if anyone wants me to say otherwise, I started everything. I started it by walking into class. If I hadn’t, nothing would have happened. It’s my fault. Nothing happened. I did everything. Blame me. Nothing happened between Naruto and I. I told Neji this in a tearful midnight phone call and we argued. I still am the one to blame. Naruto’s criminal record listing him as a sex offender in three different countries is wrong.
Acceptance, one day
Graduation Eve, 5 AM
I have no place in Naruto’s life.
I hope his baby is eaten by New York rats and his girlfriend leaves him. I will go on to college, have a life without Naruto. I will move on. We were once very solid presences in each other’s lives. Now we have no part in each other’s lives except our own memories, which we may or may not forget. Naruto meant a lot to me. I miss him very much. Part of me still wants revenge. I’m going to busy myself with other tasks, maybe a college search, so I can stop thinking about Naruto.
So I can get over him.